high-dimensional shuttle

Chapter 52 Willpower Test

"What we discovered this time must be a super small world, right?"

"From the perspective of the energy transition reaction, it should be like this. There are usually only one or two monsters living in this kind of world. Not to mention very dangerous, there is not much research value..."

"Well, let's just say it's military training...something is better than nothing..."

At this point in the discussion, the senior executives of the research institute were slightly silent.

Counting from the beginning of the new century, it has been more than ten years since the restart of the research institute. They, a group of passionate young people, have gradually reached middle age with the passage of time.

But the research didn't go well.

All kinds of brainwave experiments feel contrary to human nature. Even if better confidentiality measures are taken, the pressure from all parties is still great.Maybe, a certain high-level leader suddenly has a heart attack, and if they get a little resistance, the whole work will be delayed for a year or a half.

Or maybe a key talent, because he has been exposed to too many weird things and is under too much pressure, just quits, which is enough for the entire research institute.

The most important thing is that the results of the research are very small, with neither particularly large economic value nor political value, as if they are just for novelty.

After all, this thing cannot be directly disclosed like "landing on the moon", nor can it boost the morale of the broad masses of the people, so what's the use?
Speaking of this, everyone sighed.

The term of office of current officials is often only a few years. They all hope to show their talents and make more political achievements during their term of office.As for whether there is a tail left for the next successor, then I don't care about my own business.This has also led to them paying more attention to the short-term benefits of a project and ignoring the long-term benefits.

Therefore, no one is willing to invest heavily in the "Psychic Research Institute", which is a very weird and mysterious research organization that even kills a few people from time to time, but cannot produce anything famous.

From the beginning of the ambitious investment, until now, the research funding is also decreasing year by year.

"Forget about the lack of finances and lack of talents, even the larger spiritual world has not found one... Without the spiritual world, what do we still study? Why don't we disband it!"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man said with a bit of anger: "Didn't the recruited non-staff personnel say they can discover the idealistic world? All of them are eating hard food, taking funds... to travel around? What if we hadn't found a few super-humans? Small ones...I even seriously doubt that they are not talented people at all!"

What made him even angrier was that even the old guys who used to work in this field did not support the restart of the research institute, and kept silent about a lot of secrets.

For more than ten years, even one person's work has not been done, and some people simply brought the secret into the coffin.These people all have status and status, and it is impossible to use force. If you ask some confidential questions, they will not bother to talk to you.

"It's really weird. It seems that such an important research will destroy the whole world. Even if...a large number of people died that time, there is no need to be so negative, right?"

"...Old Liu, don't look at me. I was just a peripheral member of the Indus Club at the time, and I didn't have the talent for the sixth sense. I don't know anything..."

Another gray-haired old man was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Old Liu, it's not that I don't support national research. But there are some things, it's better not to know than to know, why do you have to know? That kind of horror, you Is it really acceptable, and what's the point of bringing it into our world?"

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Seeing the other party's malicious scrutiny, Fang Yuhao got goosebumps for no reason.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses held a helmet-like thing, and wiped it inside and out carefully with a towel. This action showed that the other party seemed to have a very serious cleanliness.

"Don't be afraid, this is the Transhuman Mind Research Center. It can be said to be an academic research institution, but with a little military background..."

"Let me test your aptitude first to see your talent level...you go over there and wash your face first, and then bring this thing with you."

Fang Yuhao washed his face at the sink and asked casually: "What does the Institute of Psychiatry do?"

"Of course it is the study of the human soul, plus the exploration of the spiritual world..."

"You want me to be a soldier?"

The man with glasses rolled his eyes: "Imagination, this is a confidential organization, you are a newcomer... you can be a non-staff at most... there are only advantages and no disadvantages, as long as you keep it secret."

Just now, he got the news that he would try his best to recruit this young man, as long as the other party's request is not too excessive...

This helmet is a bit like the brain wave examination equipment in the hospital. Fang Yuhao was a little curious and put it on properly.

The bespectacled man debugged a large, square instrument for a while and continued: "Okay, next is the test of willpower. The longer you persist, the better. Willpower is a very critical thing in the idealistic world. , is related to your ability to resist mental attacks."

Suddenly, Fang Yuhao's mind stabbed.

Several steel needles were inserted into certain acupuncture points on his head!

Immediately afterwards, these fine needles released certain micro-currents, which constantly stimulated his brain nerves, giving him a strange desire to sleep.

This desire was so strong that he braced himself to prevent himself from falling asleep.

"Is this a test of willpower?"

Fang Yuhao's heart moved slightly, he thought for a while, and felt that it would be better for him to hide his strength and bide his time, and he shouldn't be too much more than ordinary people.After persisting for a while, he suddenly relaxed his vigilance and let his heavy eyelids close directly.

At this moment of falling asleep, he felt... the surroundings became clear again!
Yes, he knew that he was sleeping, but his consciousness was awake, and he could even perceive the surrounding situation, and even see the lines on the machine clearly.

"Is this a lucid dream?" I remember having it before when I was in school, when my will was unclear. Fang Yuhao was no stranger to this.

"It's amazing. This is technology that really exists in the world besides the system! I didn't expect that the current level of technology is not bad."

"Willpower: C+, not bad, slightly stronger than ordinary people." The voice of the man with glasses came from next to his ear.

With a little vague echo, it seems to come from another plane.

"Have you experienced it? This is the state of a lucid dream, which is equivalent to your sixth sense being forcibly turned on. Even with your eyes closed, you can still perceive things around you."

"Of course, this range is very small and consumes a lot of energy. You can't perceive things outside the room, and you can't move..."

(End of this chapter)